"Which of the great immortals is your master from?" the middle-aged man continued. The young man in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "My master's name is Li Xiangdong, and he didn't worship under the Great Immortal Gate. ”

The so-called Great Immortal is basically a title for a cultivator, and when he heard that the young man's master was just an ordinary beginner disciple, a little ridicule suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and Nunu said: "Open the bamboo basket and let me see if the earth dragon is really alive?"

The young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly stood up, removed the bamboo cover, revealing an opening, only to see that it was full of black wet mud, and the whirlpool earth dragon that felt the light entering immediately plunged into the soil and disappeared, and the movement was faster than a rabbit running away.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's really lively, then I want this basket!"

With that, he snorted at the people around him, and a thin man next to him grabbed the bamboo basket and put it on his back, and then the group turned around and left.

Fang Ling frowned slightly, looking at the frightened look of the people around him, he was afraid that these people were not small, it seemed that whether it was the mortal world or this immortal sect, there was always a power struggle, and there was a bully of the weak, but this kind of thing happened in front of him, how could he not watch that stupid young man being bullied in vain.

The honest young man thought that the other party was going to buy them all, so he rubbed his hands excitedly, but when he saw that a few people left without giving money, he hurriedly shouted: "This senior brother, there are a total of fifty vortex earth dragons here, you have to give me five spirit stones!"

The middle-aged man stopped, turned around slowly, glanced at him contemptuously, and sneered: "Boy, the Vortex Earth Dragon is not something that anyone can sell, for the sake of you as a novice, I just didn't see this matter, if there is a next time, it will not be so easy!"

"You ...... You deceive people too much, everyone is a fellow immortal, how can there be a reason not to allow people to sell things!"

The honest young man shouted loudly in a hurry.

"Fellow Immortal Sect Fellow Daoist, boy, do you know that there is also a difference in status between fellow Daoists, just a poor boy like you, I don't know what kind of shit luck you have taken to enter Xianmen, but if you want to be on an equal footing with me Wu Lian, you have to accumulate blessings for hundreds of years!"

The middle-aged man laughed insolently.

"Give me back the Earth Dragon!"

The honest young man was insulted like this, slammed his teeth, roared, and actually rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The people around looked straight and shook their heads, saying that this guy is stupid, he is not the opponent of the other party one-on-one, not to mention that there are eight people on the other side, it is simply to go up and fight.

Fang Ling smiled, although this young man is honest, he is definitely not stupid, he knows that he has to fight for his own things even if he fails, this courage and perseverance are rare.

Wu Lian saw that he actually dared to make a move towards himself, sneered, and stood in the middle of the field safely, letting his fist blast over, with his cultivation two levels higher than him, he was able to shake the other party out directly with his protective true qi.

Fang Ling curled his fingers slightly, ready to help the young man, but just as the young man's fist was about to smash on Wu Liandu's protective true qi, a tall middle-aged man suddenly burst out of the crowd behind him, and buckled the young man's arm.